Sitting here today thinking about the past couple of months I began to wonder about the personal relationships that I have. I have few friends and just 2 people that I would call my best friends. Strange that neither of them have met each other but they both know of each other. I know that they would be great friends if they were to meet. But that is unlikely. With these 2 people I have shared myself totally and trust them with all of the aspects of my life.
My bestest friend from Wyoming-- sheís the best I have admired her strength to deal with her life situations, there have been times that she just needs to get herself together. Itís a time thing. I understand that and I know how it is to be dealing with some of the things that she has to deal with on a daily basis. I have always given her the space that she needs, and if she doesnít call me or I donít talk with her for a few days.. itís o.k. because she is working on her things. Sometimes I can help but sometimes I cant. When that is the case I know that she will get back to me when she can. I love her greatly, and she know that I will always be there for her. We get together when we can, and try to go out for girls nite out. We have a great time when we get together and that is what matters the quality time we have not the quantity of time we have together. Lets face it everyone would love to be with family and friends that they love all the time (well most of the time) but in reality it does come down to the times we share. Whether itís a few hours a day or a few hours a week. Make the times you share with family or friends count, make them be worth a shared memory rather than, the few quick second that you can get out of their life. Sometimes its not the right time and you will lose the memories of good times.
My best friend in Montana-- she too is cherished. I have known her for many many years. She was my rock when I was alone, single mom with 3 kids to raise and away from any family. She was my punching bag ( figuratively speaking) when I needed it. I love her too with all my heart. I rarely get to see her as she lives so far away. At least a 6 hour drive. But we try to chat on the phone or I leave a message with her son here on my space. For her. A couple times a year we drive up there and spend time with her and her family. Our kids grew up together and its funny to see those kids together again after all of these years. Acting sometimes just like they did when they were preschoolers LOL we have shared times that will be vivid in my mind forever. And when we get to chat on the phone we both laugh our asses off about those times. And really that is what memories are for to remember and to share. We talk about our momís and the differences between they and the things that were the same. I am sharing right now , one time she got totally smashedÖ she was yelling at someone and her teeth fell out right on my kitchen table, they bounced once and she grabbed them and threw them back in her mouth so fastÖ it was amazing. And so funny. Close your eyes and Iím sure you can see it happening. Now you may not even know what she looks like but the picture you may have in your head is of someone that you can see that happening too right? itís a memory..
Got to get for now. Just remember love with all your heart and take any moment even if it is just a few minutes. And make the best of it, you never know, it may be the last memory you may have.